The widowed sister-in-law is embarrassed, she criticizes the villain like he only wants to be a love

Yan Shu rode Donkey, with Jiang Ci and Yan Wen guarding him, and the three of them returned to the camp together.

Yan Ersheng, Liu Wenniang, Yan Wu, and Yan Huai were waiting anxiously at this time.

Yan Wen has a calm and restrained temperament and is prudent in his work. He would only take the donkey out to feed grass for a short time in the neighborhood. If he wanted to go far, he would say hello to them in advance.

Now that he has not come back for a long time, the whole family is worried that he will encounter some danger.

Under the dark night, three familiar figures could be vaguely seen heading this way.

Yan Huai said: "Father, mother, eldest brother and the others are back."

The family hurried forward.

Yan Ersheng asked: "Boss, where have you gone?"

Yan Wen walked up to Yan Ersheng and explained in detail what had just happened.

Jiang Cidao: "Nowadays, refugees are everywhere. You never know when you will encounter someone with evil intentions. From now on, try not to be alone when you go out."

Yan Ersheng nodded in agreement: "Erlang is right. No matter what you do in the future, you must ask a companion. If you encounter something like today, you must not act rashly."

"My son has remembered it. Thanks to Brother Donkey this time, the donkey my sister bought is really humane."

When Brother Donkey rushed over, he was also stunned. When he saw it wagging its tail like a carp, he realized that Brother Donkey was here to save him.

Yan Wu chuckled and rubbed Brother Lu's head.

"Brother Donkey is indeed smart, but a little unruly."

A donkey's eye glared at him, and Yan Wu shrugged.

"See, it understands."

Yan Shu smiled and said nothing. Brother Lu's intelligence was not just innate. When he bought it, he really liked his arrogant attitude. What really made him smart was the long-term feeding of spiritual spring water and spiritual grass.

Yan Shu patted the donkey's back: "Brother Donkey, you performed well today. I'll reward you well if you're late."

Brother Lu’s big eyes suddenly lit up.

award?

Is that what it thinks?

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For dinner, Liu Wenniang cooked a pot of fried flour.

Yan Shu added sesame powder and salt to the flour, and it tasted very good.

Liu Wenniang filled a bowl for everyone, and Yan Shu took out the yellow paper bag from the basket and took out some of the chive biscuits made yesterday to share with everyone.

Jiang Ci stared at the cookies in his hand curiously.

"This is?"

"Chive biscuits, are you comfortable with trying them?"

Jiang Ci took a bite. It was thin and crispy in the mouth, and the fragrance of chopped green onion filled his mouth.

"It tastes good. How long can these biscuits be stored?"

"If it can be sealed, it won't be a problem for a few months."

There is a vacuum machine in the space, and the cookies can be stored for at least a year after being vacuumed.

Jiang Ci finished the biscuits thoughtfully.

While the family was having dinner, a quarrel suddenly came from not far away.

Yan Shu looked over curiously and saw a middle-aged woman kneeling in front of a middle-aged man, with three and a half-year-old children kneeling beside her.

The woman's eyes were red and swollen from crying: "Brother, for the sake of the child, please give us some food."

The man looked impatient and said: "Brothers and sisters, it's not that I don't want to help you. Since the refugees looted the village, all the food stored in my family has been stolen by them. Now we are almost out of food. Where can I find any extra food to help you?" Woolen cloth?"

The woman cried more and more sadly: "My husband drowned to save your second child. Now we orphans and widows have no support. If the elder brother doesn't care about us, we mothers will really have a way to survive. Wow." Woo..."

"I will never forget my third brother's kindness to my family. I have been trying my best to help you orphans and widowed mothers over the years. There is nothing I can do about this situation now."

At this time, another woman came over angrily and pointed at the begging woman and cursed angrily.

"Liu Lanxiang, our family has done its best to take care of your orphans and widowed mothers after your husband died. Do you want to use this kindness to bully us until death? Now my family is almost in trouble, and you still have the shame to come to our house. You’re asking for food, you’re dead, man, you’re justified, right?”

Liu Lanxiang stared at the woman scolding her and smiled bitterly in her heart. This was the relative her husband risked his life to protect.

Now that she encountered difficulties, she saw clearly how hypocritical they had been.

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Liu Wenniang sighed softly.

"It's true that every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. Your Aunt Lanxiang has a hard life."

Yan Shu learned from the memory of the original owner that Liu Lanxiang's man, Yan Tao, drowned in order to save his eldest son's second son, leaving them orphans and widowers struggling to survive.

After Yan Tao's death, Liu Lanxiang had to take care of three young children. In addition, she was frail and sick, so the four acres of land assigned to her family were handed over to Yan Tao's eldest brother, Yan Song, to take care of it.

This eldest brother's family can be said to be equally matched with Yan Daqiang's family.

At that time, it was agreed that [-]% of the annual harvest would go to Liu Lanxiang. Except for the first year when the grain was handed over according to the agreed amount, after the second year it became less and less every year.

Liu Lanxiang was naturally unconvinced and went to make trouble, but Yan Song was a man of many tricks, and he had a backup plan when he defrauded Liu Lanxiang of the four acres of land.

The two had signed a deed, but Yan Song tampered with the deed and did not clearly indicate that he would give [-]% of the food every year.

At that time, Liu Lanxiang had great trust in Yan Song, and she never thought that her usually kind-hearted eldest brother would plot against her.

Later, when she went to the village chief, she learned that this deed had become an important bargaining chip for Yan Song to occupy his own land.

The village chief and the seventh uncle were invited over one after another.

The seventh uncle looked at Yan Song with cold eyes.

"Yan Tao drowned because he saved your second son. If you are still human, this kindness should not be forgotten. What's more, after Yan Tao passed away, Liu Lanxiang gave you four acres of thin farmland at home to take care of. You have taken advantage of them all these years, and now that their orphans and widowed mothers are in trouble, it is time for you to return the favor."

Yan Song looked reluctant.

"This...seventh uncle, it's not that I don't want to help. It's true that my family doesn't have much food. I'm afraid that we will run out of food before we can survive in Xinyang. As you can see, I still have to support myself and my big family."

Yan Fugui said: "It's your uncle's wish to give more or less. Even for the sake of your third brother, you shouldn't say nothing at all."

Yan Song knew that if he didn't come up with something, he wouldn't be able to get through this matter.

In his heart, he hated Liu Lanxiang, mother and son.

He glared at Liu Lanxiang unwillingly, and said to his wife Gao in a cold voice: "Go get a bowl of black noodles."

"A bowl? Can you really tell me how many days have passed since I gave her the northwest wind?"

Yan Song angrily scolded: "Stop talking nonsense, just go if I tell you to!"

Mrs. Gao felt very unhappy, and returned to her home area with a slight snort and a cold face.